ao.I can sense the aura emanating from Jun Xiaoyao.Beneath her veil, Ji Qingyi's cheeks were flushed with a delicate pink.Only Jun Xiaoyao had ever gotten this close to her.Even that ancient demon, Gu...Chapter 1079: The Power of Black Blood, the Tragic King Fufeng, Suppressing Quasi-Immortals with One Hand

A voice, cold and powerful, echoed across the heavens.

At this moment, no one refuted.

Su Hongyi and Shen Le naturally wouldn't retort.

Maharaja, too, had long since been won over by Jun Xiaoyao's performance.

As for Zhúyè and Yún Xiǎohēi.

Now we are like two trembling mice.ss Temple, Bai Xuewei.Feeling the curious gazes of those around her, Bai Xuewei kept her eyes straight ahead.Just the corners of his mouth, a faint bitterness was barely discernible.Since three years...